When Li Yan took the shattered Ring Dragon Sword, the black rider who was originally staring at the bonfire and sitting cross-legged like a warrior became restless.

Even after living with the old man white, the black rider already has the ability to speak, but he is still used to silence, and the way he expresses his intentions is often a flickering red glow in his eyes.

Li Yan glanced at the black rider, and he frowned, and suddenly, the falling clods of earth smashed into the bonfire, making a crackling sound, and the flames twisted and jumped, reflecting the mottled light and shadow on Li Yan's face.

Song Zuo, who was still asleep in the last second, turned over and rolled to the corner, his eyes with cyan bags under his eyes crossed the window, and the long dark night outside the window was as good as ever, and there was nothing unusual.

"Someone got in."

Song Zuo's eyes hung from the ceiling, and he pulled off the hammer of the pistol and cleared his throat.

"Looks like it's upstairs."

Li Yan pointed to the wall on his right hand, and the two glanced at each other, and their four eyes pierced the wall like sharp arrows.

Rumble!

Suddenly, the skin of the wall bulged and burst open, and a big hole was burst open, behind the flying clods of earth and broken bricks, a shock bomb was thrown in, Song Zuo had no expression, the pistol he was holding jumped as if he had life, and the muzzle sprayed two lines of fire, the first bullet shot into the hole in the broken wall, bringing a muffled snort of someone behind the wall, and the other bullet collapsed the rotten door panel, and slapped the shock bomb that was still spinning in the air out of the window impartially.

The sound wave and strong light shot into the old building with thousands of holes through the gaps, Li Yan's eyes narrowed, not affected in the slightest, and his bowed body burst into the smoke and dust.

The flying bullets were fired head-on, and if the shock bomb just now still had a bit of the smell of being captured alive in it, then Song Zuo's bullet undoubtedly angered the comer.

Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!

Several bullets crashed into Gangdou and fell to the ground, and Gangdou, which could resist the shooting of two machine gun cartridges, actually dimmed in just four shots, and the power of this seemingly inconspicuous bullet far exceeded the old firearms in the hands of the living corpses of the Great Devil's Lake.

The same wild yak series as Song Zuo, or whatever, in short, this must be the destructive power that only the winter era has.

Li Yan rushed out of the dust, and when he raised his eyes, he saw a combat soldier standing at the top of the stairs with his head and face covered in a radiation helmet. He was shooting at himself with an assault rifle.

Da! Da!

The footsteps of the person moved briskly, the rifle in his hand fired unhurriedly, and every bullet would accurately shoot at Li Yan's eye socket or neck in the high-speed movement, demonstrating the soldier's excellent ability to control firearms and extraordinary dynamic vision.

Gangdou was about to be unable to bear it, Li Yan stepped forward, a figure hung upside down from the door, two sharp tactical daggers crossed his neck, and the smell of bitter almonds in the air proved that the dagger was smeared with some unknown toxin, even if it was stabbed, the effect was probably not wonderful.

A simple but practical ambush.

It's a pity that he underestimated Li Yan's reaction speed too much.

The two daggers almost grazed Li Yan's nose, Li Yan only stepped back slightly, avoiding the blow with the smallest range of movement, and then jumped up with his knees like pit vipers, the tips of his shoes fiercely bit on the radiation mask of the sneak attack soldier, the cracks spread rapidly, and the fragments of composite materials pierced into the person's eyes and lips indiscriminately, and blood splashed on the soles of Li Yan's shoes.

The man was pierced through the cranial cavity with intense force, and flew upside down like a withered tumbleweed that could be seen everywhere.

At the same time, the cyan gang on Li Yan's body finally couldn't bear it anymore and shattered.

The gunfire suddenly became noisy, not just two, but at least six or more gunmen hidden in the darkness fired at the same time at the moment when Li Yan lost his means of protection.

"Tsk~"

Rao was Li Yan's fierce temperament, and it was difficult to parry for a while, and a harrier turned over and dodged the bullet in embarrassment, and hid in a rough house next to him.

The 200mm concrete could not resist the rough guns, and the bullets hit the wall, bursting into a series of cavities in the shape of grapes, each the size of a human head, making the already deserted room even more dilapidated, like a large hornet's nest.

Syllable!

A soldier who was shooting recklessly suddenly snorted, and the bullets that came from nowhere pierced his rifle and then the lobes of his lungs, causing him to fall to the ground on his back.

In the middle of the rough and violent chaotic gunfire of the assault rifle, there was a dull explosion sound suddenly mixed in. The sound of the hammer striking is clearly audible.

Stable, soothing, powerful.

Song Zuo's eyes were firm, and the barren building in front of him was pitch black without five fingers, even with the eyesight of the third-order troops, he could only vaguely see the muzzle of the gun sticking out, but the pistol in the old man's hand was not missing, and every time he pulled the trigger, he would definitely be able to effectively kill and injure the opponent.

With every explosion, a soldier must be defeated, obviously just two ordinary pistols that can be seen everywhere in winter, but they crush six or seven sophisticated new-age assault rifles to death in momentum. This is no longer a question of the type of troops and genetic capabilities, but the difference in combat capabilities.

Seeing that the situation was unfavorable, a hoarse electronic synthesis sound came from the headphones worn by these unknown soldiers, Li Yan couldn't hear it clearly, but those gunmen rushed over in unison, and the lighting equipment on the rifle was like a bright and dangling spear, piercing into the house where Song Zuo was hiding.

And in the rough house like a hornet's nest, a figure shot straight out, accompanied by countless falling cement bricks, and rushed straight towards these soldiers.

Li Yan brought up a crackling air and wind pressure like a giant axe!

Perhaps in the eyes of these soldiers, Li Yan, who had been set on fire by six assault rifles, had lost the ability to resist, so he relaxed his vigilance, and perhaps the speed of Li Yan's surprise attack was too terrifying, so that these soldiers who tried to tighten the encirclement and target Song Zuo could not react at all. All in all, when Li Yan's tall and thin back approached close to his face and blocked the lights on the rifle tightly, these soldiers didn't have time to fire the first shot.

The gorgeous and exquisite sword body of the Qingfeng Sword slashed out a dazzling brilliance in the air against the light, instantly slashing this automatic rifle sprayed with fire into shattered parts in the sky!

The sword was so swift that Li Yan was already in front of him, and the soldier still pulled the trigger in vain, his fingers twitching as if meaninglessly.

Bang!

Li Yan backhanded his sword and pulled out a blood-beaded scar on his face, and the man fell down in response.

Two scorching breaths pressed towards Li Yan's waist, and the front end of the rifles of the two soldiers on the left and right suddenly popped out the twenty-centimeter-long bayonet blades, and at the moment when Li Yan drew the back of his sword, it was already aimed at Li Yan, and the muscles under the black combat uniform beat happily like flowing water, and the stabbing action was perfect in terms of angle and strength.

And what greeted the two of them was the end of the rifle in their hands and the blade being broken into parts by Qingfeng.

Facing Li Yan with a cold face, the two people who were empty in their hands had a brief moment in their minds.

Burst~

It's another sword back.

The man on the left collapsed limply, Li Yan did not withdraw the Qingfeng Sword, but took advantage of the situation to put it on the neck of the last soldier, pulled his neck collar and twisted his waist to turn around, facing the muzzle of the gun to block most of his body behind him.

The gunfire stopped abruptly.

Song stood up with his left finger on the wall brick, his pistol steady as a rock, aimed at a soldier's chest.

"Who are you, and why are you attacking us?" 、

Several soldiers on the opposite side looked at each other, and eventually, one of them took off his combat mask, revealing a middle-aged face with a mustache on his upper lip.

He unfastened the velcro on his shoulders, revealing the distinctive epaulettes.

"The 6th Field Army of Black Star Tank Region I, order the two of you to lay down your arms and be reviewed."

Song Zuo's face changed greatly, and Li Yan sneered: "So reasonable? Why didn't you just stand at the door and shout out? ”

Even if he was killed by Li Yan and Song Zuo, there was no trace of depression or anger on the bearded middle-aged face.

"I admit that I underestimated you, and as an apology, I can repeat it again, the 6th Field Army of the Black Star Chariot I Sector ordered the two of you to lay down your arms and be examined."

Li Yan grinned and shook his head, to be honest, the words of the person in front of him not only did not make him feel the slightest threat, but made his evaluation and impression of the Black Star Chariot plummet.

Rough, self-righteous, and still full of contempt on his face in the face of frustration in battle, Li Yan almost doubted the IQ of the person in front of him.

Bell Chang~

The sound of two pistols colliding with the concrete floor was particularly crisp.

Li Yan turned his head in disbelief, and it was Song Zuo who threw down the pistol.

Old man Song didn't have any expression on his face, he bit his head at Li Yan imperceptibly, raised his hands high, slowly put them behind his head, and squatted down. He was able to wipe out the entire combat team in the building with two pistols and difficult terrain, but at this moment he gave up resistance like a weak ordinary old man.

The mustache's gaze shifted to Li Yan: "I admire a warrior with great skill, even if that person is from the wilderness. But I don't want to repeat it a third time. ”

The armbands are real, don't provoke them.

Li Yan saw such a sentence in the eyes of Old Man Song.

This look speaks to the most practical rules of a hunter who has been crawling in the wilderness since childhood.

Survival, patience, and dignity in the more cowardly.

Li Yan was silent about this.

The rumbling sound came from far and near, and the ceiling shook even more.

At the edge of the horizon, green tracks rolled through the gravel, silver-armored Bear tanks burst out of the horizon, semi-trailer off-road trucks followed unhurriedly, several rugged black missiles with warheads held high, and launchers on which the brackets were backed pointed straight into the sky. Li Yan could even see the black uniformed soldiers with expressionless faces sliding electronic tactical boards in the carriage.

The feeling of being rushed and extremely harsh is completely different from the violent organization that is equipped with guns and sits in an off-road vehicle and spreads around, but a solemn and irresistible power machine!